Take down that Alpha school grass

The drunkard's hands were terrifyingly strong, Lin Moci struggled to no avail. He wanted to stand up but was dragged back into his knees and sat down. He could only give up struggling temporarily and was lingering on him. With great effort, he said, "Where did you drink it? You're underage drinking like this..."

"At the banquet, my alpha after the age of 16 has to drink." Chen Weiwan kissed the back of his neck, refusing to let go like a prey, "Congratulate me for entering the training camp, and celebrate Xu Siwen's debut. "

Lin Moci suddenly discovered that since just now, Chen Weiwan has been answering each other very honestly, which is completely different from the usual cloudy and foggy manner.

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration: Could it be that Chen Weiwan is the type who spits out the truth after drinking?

In the other party's rustling but not excessive movements, Lin Moci tentatively turned around and kissed him back, seizing the moment when his mood eased and asked: "Wan Wan, Huang Mao is you looking for someone to beat him up Is it?"

Chen Weiwan looked at his lips and reacted for a while before saying: "Kiss again."

Lin Moci had no choice but to kiss him again, and after the kiss was over, he saw Chen Weiwan smiled in satisfaction: "It's right here."

Damn, really telling the truth!

Realizing this situation made Lin Moci immediately interested. He usually felt that Chen Weiwan was hiding many things and refused to confide in him. Now that he finally had the opportunity to get to the bottom of it, he was so excited!

He quickly grabbed the other party and asked, "Who drank your wine?"

Chen Weiwan frowned, and suddenly raised his chin, implying that he would exchange a kiss for an answer.

Lin Moci kissed him again.

"My grandpa, my uncle, second uncle, fourth uncle, my eldest brother..." Chen Weiwan talked about the seven aunts and eight aunts, with a dull expression on his face, "and the elders of the Xu family, all of them must be respected."

Lin Moci recalled a little bit, ever since Chen Weiwan told him about the family affairs, he had intentionally searched for all kinds of revelations about the family on the Internet, and sure enough, the wealthy family is always talked about, and the complex relationship of the family is everywhere. It's a pity that gossip is all gossip, and there is no truth.

"Did they make you drink it?"

"No." Chen Weiwan frowned and thought for a while, with a sad expression on his face, "It's me...I'm uncomfortable...it's because I can't do what I like, it's because I voluntarily live according to their ideas, I..."

Lin Moci was at a loss when he heard it, but he could roughly understand that he drank more because he felt uncomfortable. He kissed Chen Weiwan on the forehead again with great distress, and asked, "What do you like?"

Chen Weiwan looked into his eyes, and the brown pupils that were dull because of drunkenness lit up for a moment, as if looking forward to it: "My favorite is to marry you, and then music."

How come it's a little cute.

Lin Moci's heart twitched, and he felt that Chen Weiwan's words were poignant and funny: "If you get married, you can do it in the future."

Chen Weiwan nodded, but said regretfully, "I can't do anything else."

Because of his words, Lin Moci reminded of the wealthy second generation who often appear in emotional dramas of wealthy families who love to pursue music dreams.

It turns out that art comes from life.

He should have discovered that there are no math problems in Chen Weiwan's secret base, only music.

No wonder the drink is like this, the co-author is Xu Siwen to pursue his music dream, but Chen Weiwan has to go to the training camp in the name of a genius boy.

It's just that according to the TV series, shouldn't the rich second generation break up with the family, and then engage in a drama of severing ties, right?

Why did Chen Weiwan show no resistance, and even almost hide all his hobbies, never showing them to others?

"Then why can't you pursue your music dream? You already have enough food and clothing, do you really want to fight for family property so much?"

Seeing him at night, Chen Weiwan only asked if he would kiss, and once again he was dissatisfied and kept silent. Lin Moci had no choice but to kiss him again, before he said, "I have to fight."

"Why?" Lin Moci asked while kissing, feeling that his neck was sore from this posture.

"For my mother, but..." Chen Weiwan suddenly twitched his nose contemptuously, with a look of disgust, "The most important thing is because there are too many idiots."

It was rare for him to scold others, but he also revealed the most sincere distress of the genius boy: "How could he be so stupid."

Although Lin Moci felt that what he said was messed up, it was uncomfortable to hear him, so he rubbed the tip of his nose to comfort him: "Don't be sad..."

Chen Wei started to hypnotize himself immediately after he reminded him: "There is no time to be sad about this, not sad, not sad, it's a trivial matter."

This...the awareness of self-emotional management is quite strong.

With this appearance, Lin Moci didn't know what to say, so he changed the direction and asked, "Then you... where did you go after drinking?"

"Doctor Fu." Chen Weiwan grabbed his hand suddenly with a little more strength, and his expression became more painful, "Go to the doctor."

As if feeling that he didn't understand clearly, Chen Weiwan took out another bottle of pills from his pocket, shook it and said, "I took it yesterday, but it didn't work."

"I thought it would be fine, but..." He said that there was a bit of grievance in his voice, and he buried his face in Lin Moci's gland and took a breath, "It's getting worse, I can't help it, I'm ruining I got the record..I don't remember...”

He answered only in fragments. Lin Moci could only guess based on what he said before and after. It should be that he fell ill yesterday and destroyed the records in the attic. After he found out today, he had no time to deal with it and went to a banquet. Afterwards, he drank wine. In a daze, I only know to go to the clinic to see a doctor.

It happened to be seen by Bai Jianxian there.

As if he suddenly thought of something, Lin Moci kissed him fiercely and asked, "Aren't you sleepwalking?"

Chen Weiwan said frankly: "I don't sleepwalk."

Sure enough, he has been talking nonsense about sleepwalking.

Apparently he's just suffering from some sort of medically suppressed disease that's causing him to destroy things.

Realizing that the other party had completely driven the self-destruct truck, Lin Moci swallowed excitedly, and carefully asked directly the most critical point that he had been thinking about for a long time—"What is your illness?"

The truth seemed to be right in front of us.

But Chen Weiwan refused to speak, so Lin Moci had no choice but to lower his head and kiss him again, but Chen Weiwan covered his mouth with his hand, and refused, "I won't say it."

Lin Moci: "..."

It's really good, Zuicheng has explained everything, except the most important thing.

He asked a few more times and saw that the other party kept his mouth shut. Lin Moci was too worried about him, so he threatened in a hurry: "How can I get along with you if you don't tell me? is you."

The air seemed to be stagnant all of a sudden, these words were too destructive, Chen Weiwan was stunned for a while, did not speak, then suddenly grabbed him with force, pushed him down directly on the sofa cushion, and put one hand on his back On his neck, one hand moved down dangerously along his waist.

Lin Moci was caught off guard by his attack, subconsciously struggled with his hands, and his voice of resistance was buried in the sofa: "Wan Wan!"

He immediately regretted what he said just now.

"Not yet." Chen Weiwan supported his drowsy head, and pressed his whole body on his back, causing the people under him to tremble slightly, "You are not my person... just say it." Ran....."

He compared his opponent's lower back with his hand again, and said in a regretful tone: "But it's too small now, it's not enough."

Lin Moci finally struggled hard in shame, but just a little bit of resistance immediately stimulated him. He knocked his knee hard on Lin Moci's leg, stretched out his hand to strangle the neck chain, his eyes were full of danger suspicion.

It's over, the other party really took what he said just now into his heart.

The action this time is obviously not a joke, and she is no longer drunk and cute at all!

The necklace was too thin, Chen Weiwan grabbed it too hard, it seemed as if someone was strangling his throat, Lin Moci was strangled, and holding his breath, he immediately became flustered and managed to utter a word : "Late..late..."

The opponent's hand loosened slightly, and Lin Moci took a quick breath the moment he relaxed, and shouted, "I won't run, let go!"

Chen Weiwan snorted coldly: "You just want to run away when you inquire about my illness."

What he said seems to be euphemistically expressing "Do you despise me", but Lin Moci can no longer tell whether he is drinking mad or suffering from a disease, and he is worried that the other party will really hit him hard, so he is so anxious Eye sockets, both legs are curled up trying to get up forcefully: "I really don't run...I..."

What he didn't finish was caught by the necklace, and the mojito pheromone in the air exploded in an instant. Lin Moci was immediately overwhelmed and couldn't breathe, and the alpha pheromone was wrapped around the necklace again. Then it is poured into the gland.

Lin Moci's legs trembled, he fell into the sofa and couldn't get up, and the red mark on his neck also spread.

Fuck, it hurts.

He held this dirty word in his heart but didn't dare to say it, fearing that Chen Weiwan would slap him again like last time, his mind was pulled to the brink of collapse, and he finally yelled in a tearful voice: "I'm really, really, no ..don't run..late night..."

Chen Weiwan heard him sobbing, turned him over suddenly, stared at his red eyes and smiled, and then released the shackles on him.

Lin Moci, who had regained his freedom, immediately reached out and grabbed the chain, subconsciously wanting to leave here. He tried his best to support his sore legs and wanted to run into the house to close the door and let the other party calm down, but he instinctively ran after two steps. Immediately, he was almost suffocated by the chain, and fell to his knees with a plop.

At the same time, he suddenly had a very ominous premonition in his heart.

When it was over, he subconsciously ran away.

He couldn't help thinking about it, Chen Weiwan seemed to have expected this to happen, smiled desolately, reached out and grabbed his ankle, dragged him back, pressed him to the cold ground, and bowed his head at his scarred He bit down on the already embarrassing gland: "Look, if you don't give a lesson, you will run away."

Lin Moci broke down completely and cried.

His left arm was almost dislocated by him, and his whole body was in great pain stimulated by pheromones.

It's not that he's drinking crazy, Chen Weiwan was really stimulated by what he said just now to get sick.

He has never been so cruel.

Lin Moci felt aggrieved after thinking about it.

This extremely rough temporary marking seemed to last as long as a century. He almost fell into a coma on the verge of pain and stimulation. The concentration of alpha pheromone in his body had exceeded the limit, but Chen Weiwan bit his mouth again after letting go. When he came up, the gland was immediately tortured by him until blood oozes out.

Lin Moci felt that he was going to kill him, he used his last strength to find a needle in the pocket of his shorts.

The heart of defense is indispensable, Bai Baicheng does not deceive him.

He never thought it would be useful one day.

Taking advantage of Chen Weiwan's crazily biting, Lin Mo resigned, and stabbed the needle back, which landed on the opponent's arm. Following the painful groan of the person behind him, the liquid pushed out automatically. I went in.

Chen Weiwan waved his hand vigorously but did not shake it away, but the medicine was so effective that it fell off him with a "boom" before he could pull it out.

Lin Moci lay on the ground for a long time, panting heavily in the mojito pheromone that was slowly dissipating, and after a long time dragging his body that was in pain everywhere, he went to look through the medicine box and gave himself The glands were sterilized.

The pain from the alcohol rubbing over the wound in the gland nearly killed him.

He gritted his teeth to hold back the physiological tears from the severe pain, applied a little ointment and crawled back to Chen Weiwan's side.

The other party had already closed his eyes and fell into a coma, and the man who was a lunatic just now was acting like a child again. Lin Moci took off the needle, helped him up again, and poured him a few mouthfuls of solution. Alcohol and medicine, and then some medicine that Chen Weiwan usually used to suppress the disease.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, lay down next to Chen Weiwan weakly, and fell asleep in a daze.

[The author has something to say: Poor Xiao Ci, suddenly looking back, I found that there are so many chapters that there are basically no Xiao Ci in a completely healthy state.